The Poetical Works of John Dryden, 第 3 卷Henry G. Bohn, 1853 - 524页 |
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第78页
... gives me no pretence to royalty ? Yet , oh that fate , propitiously inclined , Had raised my birth , or had debased my ... give no more , The thrifty Sanhedrim shall keep him poor ; And every shekel which he can receive Shall cost a 78 ...
... gives me no pretence to royalty ? Yet , oh that fate , propitiously inclined , Had raised my birth , or had debased my ... give no more , The thrifty Sanhedrim shall keep him poor ; And every shekel which he can receive Shall cost a 78 ...
第109页
... give no more . As vain our fears of Egypt's potent aid , Not so has Pharaoh learnt ambition's trade , Nor ever with such measures can comply As shock the common rules of policy ; None dread like him the growth of Israel's king , And he ...
... give no more . As vain our fears of Egypt's potent aid , Not so has Pharaoh learnt ambition's trade , Nor ever with such measures can comply As shock the common rules of policy ; None dread like him the growth of Israel's king , And he ...
第276页
... give me leave to hope that , by subscribing mine to this poem , I may live by the goddess , and transmit my name to posterity by the memory of hers . ' Tis no flattery to assure your lordship , that she is remembered , in the present ...
... give me leave to hope that , by subscribing mine to this poem , I may live by the goddess , and transmit my name to posterity by the memory of hers . ' Tis no flattery to assure your lordship , that she is remembered , in the present ...
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